Single-Handedly Suppressing Genius Foes, Sweeping the Soul Master Tournament with Both Hands

At the Silvis Great Soul Arena, the Imperial Fighting Team's popularity had earned them a spot in the main Soul Arena.

Their opponents were a Soul Ancestor-level team with Gold Soul Badges.

By the time Su Ge and the other three arrived at the VIP viewing seats, the battle was about to begin.

"Their presence isn't bad. It seems these recent battles have indeed been effective."

After glancing at Yu Tianheng and the others' bearing, he nodded, then withdrew his gaze and swept it across the audience.

He was not truly that idle-minded, coming specifically to watch Yu Tianheng and the others fight.

What was interesting about a battle between a bunch of Soul Ancestors?

He had come to see whether he could catch a tail and follow the trail to Tang San and the others.

"There really is a tail, and quite a few factions have sent people."

Su Ge's spiritual power silently swept through the audience, quickly catching several unusual auras.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even people from Spirit Hall."

"But those aren't anything special. The forces behind them are indeed very interested in Imperial Dou."

"However, the Speed Clan has people here. It seems Tang San has already made contact with them."

He leaned back in his chair, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest.

He considered whether to capture them directly and interrogate them, or let this hidden line go and follow it to Tang San and the others.

"Su Ge, do you want me to capture them? Those fellows from the Speed Clan may not be good at fighting, but they really can run."

As he pondered, Dugu Bo's voice transmission reached his ears, carrying a questioning tone.

But Su Ge merely shook his head lightly, declining